The Yoni Trainer

Cadey Mercury just got married and she’s too shy to strip down, so the sheet stays halfway on during the first minutes of Carter Cruise’s rubdown. Carter’s thirty-two, knows every knot in a back, and she’s got Cadey melted and chatting in no time. The new wife admits sex is a one-a-month charity fuck and she’s scared hubby’s tapping someone else. Nothing adds up, so Carter pops open a velvet box of three jade eggs and says, “This trick wakes a lazy cunt faster than lube and dirty talk combined.” Oil keeps flowing while she lines the eggs next to Cadey’s pussy and guides them in, starting with the smallest. When the perfect fit is seated, Carter coaches the slow rock-and-clench drill: exhale, hips tilt forward; inhale, hips tilt back; squeeze till the toes curl. “Feel that hum?” Carter breathes right over her clit. “You’re charging the battery.” Cadey grinds harder, breathing ragged, and comes hard across Carter’s open mouth while the last set of fingers stays knuckle-deep around the green stone buried inside her.